One cold night, I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco．There I was walking home around one o clock m the morning after a   36  practice at the theatre With he opening night only a week away, I was still learning my lines by heart. I was having   37 handling my part-time job at the bank in the daytime and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about  38 both acting and San Francisco. I had  39 too much of city life.
As I walked down the  40 streets under the tall buildings, I felt very small and cold, so I began  41 both to keep warm and to keep away from any possible robbers. Very few people were still out  42 a few homeless people under blankets.
About a block from my  43 , I heard a sound behind me. I   44  quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me  45 so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I   46  what the noise had been. It had been my wallet  47 to the sidewalk.
Suddenly I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I’d heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk   48 for 15 minutes, my wallet was   49 to be found.
Just as I was about to quit the  50 , I heard the garbage truck stop to the sidewalk next to  51 .when a voice came from the inside, “Alisa Camcho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? The door opened and out jumped a small blonde man with an  52 look in his eyes. “Is this  53  you’re looking for?” He asked, holding up something like a wallet.
It was already 3 a.m. by the time I got into bed. I couldn’t get much sleep, but I had got my wallet back. I also had got back some  54 of city life. I realized the city couldn’t be a bad place  55 people were willing to help each other.

The young couple had another quarrel. They were sitting silently when the landlady came in and asked, “You don’t   31  the house any more?” He kept silent and she   32  shook her head.
The landlady began   33  the house. After looking around, the landlady screamed, “See how you have   34  my house? The walls are full of nails! How could I rent it to others?”
She began looking around her   35 room. Four years ago on the wedding night, he felt deeply   36  to her, saying, “I feel so sorry to you for   37  you live in this small room. In the future I will buy our own big house.”
This tiny room has two nails on the wall next to the door, one for her bag and the other   38  . At that time, she threw all her stuff such as her bag and umbrella on the   39  once she entered the room, staring at the whole   40  and feeling terribly upset. Then he began   41  more nails into the wall. There were three nails on the left, on which   42  his clothes yesterday and four on the right used to   43  their wedding photo frame.
The landlady started to pull the nails out with a tool. After the nails were   44 , the walls were left with countless holes. Suddenly, she felt heartbroken as if she were   45  nonstop through these holes.
　　She   46  to her feet and exclaimed, “Stop removing the nails! We will rent the house   47  we buy our own!” He gazed at her surprised, and then turned round, tears over his cheek.
She   48 realized that marriage was like a wall and that all   49  and “cold wars” were like the nails on the wall.  50 , when they were removed, only a wall with holes would remain. But if all the nails were still in their own places, the wall was still complete and reliable.

The back door of the ambulance(救护车) was suddenly shut and the driver ran to the front, jumped into his seat, and started the engine. Inside were the  36 parents, Mr and Mrs Green, the mother holding their baby daughter Ally. The little girl had  37 food stuck in her throat and could hardly breathe.
The driver, Mr white, 38  his siren (报警器) and flashing light, and started speeding towards the nearest hospital, fighting against _39 _. The cars ahead of him pulled out of the way as he drove through the  40.  From the back of the 41 the parents were shouting at him to 42 , since Ally had almost stopped  43 . In front of him he saw some traffic lights, with the red “STOP” light shining. Mr White knew that he had no time to 44 , so he drove straight past the traffic lights, looking  45  his left and right as he did so.
Coming towards him from his right was a taxi. The driver had the windows  46 , since the car was air-conditioned, and he was playing his radio. He did not  47  the ambulance. The lights were green, so he drove straight  48  into the path of the ambulance.
Mr White tried to stop his ambulance but it was too late. It hit the taxi. Everybody was shaken but no one was hurt. Mr White looked to see  49 little Ally was. He was astonished to see relief (宽慰) instead of  50  on the faces of the parents.
“Look!” cried Mrs Green. “She is  51  again.”
“It must have been the  52 .” said her husband. “It  53  the food out of her throat.” The baby’s color was turning to normal, and she was crying in a loud but healthy  54 .
They were all joyful, and quite forgot about the accident, the taxi, and the lines of 55  all around them.

A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had loved a beautiful sports car in a dealer’s showroom, and knowing his father could well   16   it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As   17   drew near, the young man expected   18   that his father had bought the car. Finally, on the morning of the special day, his father called him into his study. His father told him how   19   he was to have such a fine son, and how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped (包装好的) gift box. Curious, but a little bit   20  , the young man opened the box and found a lovely Bible (圣经).
Angrily, he raised his   21   to his father and said, “Is a Bible   22   you can give me with all your money?” He then stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible.
Many years   23   and the young man was very successful in business, but   24   his father was very old, he thought perhaps he   25   go to see him. He had not seen him since that graduation day.   26   he could make the arrangements (安排), he received a telegram which   27   him of his father’s death, and all the possessions (财产) willed (立遗嘱) to him.
  28   arriving at his father’s house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to   29   through his father’s important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had   30   it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to   31  . As he was reading, a car   32   dropped from the back of the Bible.
How many times do we   33   blessings (祝福) because they are not wrapped as we expected? Do not spoil (搞糟) what you have by desiring (渴求) what you have not; but remember what you now have was once   34   the things you hoped for. What may appear as bad fortune (运气) may   35   be the door that is just waiting to be opened.

Three  21  ago, my family got our first computer.  22  the beginning of this summer, I found it was too old and I wanted to get a  23  one. After my father. and I talked for a long time, he  24 . We went to many shops and read many ads.   25  we bought an HP computer.
During the first week, I noticed  26  our computer had some problems. I spent many hours   27  to fix it, but it   28  work. So I   29  to phone the HP compa­ny and ask them   30  to work out my problem. They told me to wait until the next morning because all their workers were 31 that day.
The next morning two workers came. It took them many hours to mend it, but the computer    32 did not work. My dad had no other way but to return the whole thing.
A few days later, we decided that I should go on the Internet and order some parts to build a new computer by  33 .
It was not an easy job for me to build a new computer. I tried many times, and in the end I was successful. From these setbacks(挫折), I have learned a lot. Now I be­lieve that if the HP computer hadn't had any problems,   34  I would not have learned how to build the new one. Even though I spent lots of time on it, I know it wasn't    35   .

It was always thought that Treasure Island(金银岛) was the product（产物） of Robert Stevenson’s imagination（想像）.  36 ，recent research has found the true story of this exciting work .
Stevenson, a Scotsman, had lived 37 for many years .In 1881 he returned to Scotland to spend  38 .With him were his American wife Fanny and his son 39 .
Each morning they would go out for a  40 over the hills .They had been 41 this for several days before the weather suddenly took a turn for the worse. Kept indoors by the heavy rain, Lloyd, Stevenson’s son, felt the days 42 .To keep the boy happy, Robert asked the boy to do some  43 .
One morning, the boy came to Robert with a beautiful map of an island. Robert 44 that the boy had drawn a large cross in the middle of 45 . “What’s that?” he asked “That’s the 46 treasure”, said the boy. Robert suddenly 47 something of an adventure(冒险) story in the boy’s 48 .While the rain was pouring ,Robert sat down by the fire to write a story. He would make the 49 a twelve-year-old boy just like Lloyd .But who would be molded(塑造) into the hero — a pirate(海盗)?
Robert had a good friend named Henley, who walked with the 50 of a wooden leg , Robert had always wanted to 51 such a man in a story.  52 Long John Silver, the pirate with a wooden leg, was 53 .
So thanks to a 54 September in Scotland, a friend with a wooden leg and the imagination of a twelve-year-old boy, we have one of the greatest  55 stories in the English language.

Mearl Jacobs’ body was at the funeral home. The memorial service was   31  for the next day. We   32 in the family room to tell stories, sharing   33 of her. She had lived a life   34 with stories. Most people didn’t know that she had worked for thirty years at Rockwall International to help the homeless, or that   35  she really didn’t care much for baseball, she loved listening to the   36  because her son loved baseball.
Before long the   37 turned from stories about Mearl to stories of how she changed and   38  the lives in the room.
Her daughter Carol, said, “Just a few hours before Mom died she said she wanted to go home. I asked her if she   39   back to her apartment. She said, ‘NO!’ I asked, ‘Home in Heaven?’‘YES!’”
A series of love and   40  was realized that night. Mearl had lived a life that affected the young and old   41 . When she did so, you became a different person, a   42  and reformed person. She was   43 that way. She knew how to show the things that really   44 in the life. She   45 for values that she held dear and she always seemed to know how to influence people and to accept them “as is”. He grandkids talked of her   46 acceptance of them, no matter what.
Some things have to be seen to be understood, such as love, forgiveness and acceptance. Mearl knew how to help you   47 . She had always shown total   48  to the family and friends – to people.
The next day Mearl was   49 the topic. We buried the body, but she lives in all those, present and   50 . She is always there, giving and loving.

I was born disabled．A difficult birth, feet first, my head  46  in the birth canal（产道）． 47  I was 3, the Hospital in Boston told my father I had cerebral palsy（脑瘫）．A loss of oxygen to my brain had destroyed brain  48  to the right side of my body．But  49  son of my dad’s was going to be disabled．Every day my dad  50  me on the bedroom floor to  51  my right leg．His job was to craft（用手精心推拉） them straight, at any  52 ．Back and forth, up and down, my dad pushed and pulled the muscles into  53 ．But my dad’s help didn’t stop there． 54  my 13^th birthday, he threw me a special party．When everybody was gone, he brought me a set of boxing gloves．We put them on．My dad continued to  55  me mercilessly．Each time I  56  him to stop．He told me I was a man now and things would be extra  57  for me．That same year, I was the only kid in my neighborhood that wasn’t  58  for Little League．Everybody laughed at me．Two weeks  59 , Dad started the Shed Park Minor League．Dad coached the Yankees and  60  me a pitcher（棒球投手）．In high school, I became a football star．The  61  of my dad’s love guaranteed I walked and more．In 1997, a brain doctor in San Jose told me I didn’t have cerebral palsy  62 ．
My dad never knew the whole truth  63  he passed away years ago．But all that  64  is the bottom line．After all his  65 , on this Father’s Day, like every Father’s Day, I’m no longer disabled．

My experience as a first year camp instructor held many things I was expecting, but also a number of things I was not expecting．My  36  came from lower-income neighborhoods and schools for an 8-week summer day camp．Many of the kids seemed to   37  each other before arriving and those who didn't certainly became friends with each other by the second week of camp．
During the third week of camp, a new camper   38  us．He had just gotten out of year-round school,  39  he joined the summer camp a little late．The first week he would  40  every morning because he wanted to go home．He complained （报怨）of not having any  41  and he didn't think he would have any fun．
One day the following week he didn't  42 to camp．Many of the kids had come up to me and asked me  43 he was and if he was OK．When I told them he stayed home then and that he didn't think anyone 44 him, some of the kids had a  45 look on their face because they knew they hadn't made him feel 46 Thankfully this camper   47  the next day．As he walked over to the area where our group of kids were in the morning times, the entire group stood up and clapped and  48 for him．All that day, the kids asked him to   49  with them at lunch, be on their teams for games, and stayed in  50 with him when we moved to new activities．The．rest of that day, he was happy．
I had the pleasure of  51 his mother a few days ago, and she gave me the biggest hug and thanked me for helping him to  52 ．She said, "My son told me that you are the instuctor who's always  53  to make him feel welcome, and he knows that you  54  care for him．And last week for the first time since he's been here, he didn't call me to pick him up   55 from camp．Thank you．"

By the third year of teaching I’d begun to expect Christmas break more for the school holiday and less for the excitement of the children. I was teaching fourth grade and my students had made me   36  . I just had to get through one of the hardest days of the school year.
　The morning bell rang. I walked   37  through the cold into the overly heated school building. Twenty-two smiling faces   38  me at the school bus stop. I forced myself to   39  their smiles. Back into the classroom, they   40 , comparing plans for the   41  . I had to remove one student from each arm   42  I could take a seat at my desk for my morning duties. Before I could find my roll book（点名册） my desk was covered with   43  and gifts followed by a   44  of “Merry Christmas” wishes.
　“Oh, thank you,” I must have   45  a million times. Each gift was truly special to me, except my   46  mood. It was kind of them to   47  me. After a while, I heard a small nervous   48  say my name. I looked up to see Brandon standing   49  by my desk, holding a small, round gift. “This is for you.”
　“Thank you, Sweetheart.” I laid it on my desk with the others.
　“Um, could you   50  it now?”
　I gently tore at the paper and tape. “  51  ,” he said, “it’s breakable.” Slowly I opened a small, green Christmas tree ornament（装饰物）, complete with a hook already   52 . It dawned on me what he had done. Then a nearby student said that he just pulled that off his own tree. I tried to keep my   53  back.
Later that day, I sat   54  the ornament in my hands. Was I really so important to this child that he had searched for something to give me? Now every year as I   55  pull a green Christmas ball from my ornament box, I remember the deep influence my students have on me.

【小题17】

A．exposed B．adapted C．adjusted D．attached